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Fire, Fire - Tavyn PoC (2/2)
    Fire. Tavyn smelt it before he even realized what it was. At first he thought someone was having a campfire in one of the few cabins that dotted this area of Ulfrheim, but when the scent began to grow stronger Tavyn realized the situation might not be so benign. He paused along the side of the road he'd been following, lifting his nose to scent at the air. There was the smell of burning wood, which was not unusual on its own, but the thick scent of melting sap suggested there was more than just a few logs burning.
    Unfortunately, Tavyn was not familiar with the area, leaving him feeling uneasy about the prospect of investigating things any farther than a few paces off the path. The small satchel of goods across his back clinked as Tavyn shifted his weight. The smart thing to do would be to keep moving and inform the nearest town elders of his concerns... Tavyn glanced down the road before heaving a heavy sigh.
    Fires rarely occurred b
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The Hunt - Tavyn PoC (1/2)
    It was time for the hunt. Tavyn, barely a year old, had been assigned to a small group of other young Felvargs in his pack. The three of them were to set out once the sun had fallen half way past noon and bring back their first kill. Not only would the successful Vargs get bragging rights, but a small sum was the prize for the fastest and cleanest kill. Tavyn had been preparing for this hunt for the better part of a month now, following his parents on hunts and doing his best to learn what he could. They were pleased to pass their knowledge onto their son, eager to see him succeed.
    It was rare that a hunter would come back empty handed, but tales of failure and mishap had pervaded the campfire conversations at night and Tavyn found himself nervously pacing the floor of his tent. He knew that if he failed there would be more hunts, and that in the end it was a friendly competition that he had chosen to enter, but to have the trill of his first
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An Unlikely Pair - Part Three
Riskafe
     Nothing could compare to the way the beating in her chest matched up with the thundering of hooves behind her. And yet, she still didn't quite feel fear, only the desire to complete her objective. She hadn't been able to scare it towards her partner, but she was able to lead the beast there, and that was just as good, right? Her paws pounded against the earth, pushing her out of the reach of the great beast's antlers and hooves. She breathed heavily as she leapt into the undergrowth and passed Viktor, instantly skidding and circling back around as Viktor burst from the bushes. Yes! With a toothy grin, she bounded back towards the moose, leaping to its side to nip at legs and side, circling around to the other side to keep it busy, biting and leaping this way and that, from one side to the other. She was determined to win this fight, to bring the big moose down. He didn't know who he was dealing with, after all. Dangerous things could come in small pac
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An Unlikely Pair - Part Two
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     For a moment, Viktor worried for the safety of himself and his hunting partner. He had been hoping for someone experienced in hunting moose, and as Jaylyn offered him a determined smile he almost told her to go home. Almost. He decided to give her a chance though, no matter the outcome. He trusted in his own instincts enough to keep him out of harm's way, and if things turned south he was confident that he could get them both to safety. Besides, it's not like they were tiny wolves trying to take down something at least three times their size. As Jay set off, nose to the ground, Viktor rolled his shoulders, watching her go before he too put nose to the ground and began to hunt for the moose's scent. It was everywhere in this forest, but he did his best to sort out the old scents from the new. He could smell himself as well, a few days old, following a similarly aged moose track. He decided it was better than nothing and began to follow his old tr
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An Unlikely Pair - Part One
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    Viktor was patiently waiting near the bulletin board in Hearth. He had posted up an ad for a hunting companion a few days ago, wanting to procure a decent hide to sell for some coin in the markets. He'd received a response from some female known simply as "Jay", and was waiting for her to arrive. Their target? A large moose he had scouted that was making its home just to the south. Hopefully another hunting party had not yet taken the beast as their quarry, but Viktor was relatively confident that it was still there. The day was actually rather nice, with a clear sky and a gentle breeze that would make it easier to position themselves downwind of their prey. Viktor felt their odds today were good, which had the dark male in an unusually good mood.
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    Jaylyn wasn't necessarily the most seasoned hunter. She loved to fish more than she liked to try to trail the scents of prey, but that didn't mean she wouldn'
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A Little Bit Strange - Nora x Zastrugi Roleplay
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    The white Fel gazed out at the waters, tail tucked over one paw. He looked peaceful, serene, wise. Truth is, he was asleep. If you looked closely enough, you'd see that his pink eyes had a faraway, glazed look to them- Zastrugi was, for all intents and purposes, dead to the world. He came here sometimes, to relax, to see the sun or the moon or the stars- caves got awful lonely, and he liked to bask in the presence of the creatures around him. He knew that lowtide was on its way, and that would mean easy pickings as far as the fish went. He preferred it to actually working for the meal, at least near Reisa. The salt water didn't suit his coat well, nor did it suit his tastes, but the fish it gave refuge to tasted just fine.
    It was quiet, outside of the gentle sounds of the water lapping against the shore, and the distant cry of birds. It was the perfect time for a nap, and who was he to disregard that calling? Per
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Where The Shadows Dance - Part Three
    An unexpected question, and a difficult decision faced Viktor today. He was faced with the option of either choosing a weapon to defend himself, or retrieving the pup that had fallen under his guardianship. In any other situation Viktor would have easily made his decision. Milani, he would pick Milani, except- Viktor’s expression suddenly shifted when he realized that he would rather protect the pup’s life instead of his own.
    Troubled by this revelation, Viktor narrowed his eyes in thought. A few weeks ago he would have likely chosen the knife, to save his own skin and- No, not even that was correct. He would have seen the entire situation as a waste of time, and too big a threat to his safety, and would have simply turned and walked away. The very idea that he was so troubled by this dilemma now had Viktor questioning his resolve to part ways with Milani once they found her friend, dead, or alive.
    “We
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Where The Shadows Dance - Part Two
    Viktor heard a screech, an unholy sound that froze the blood in his veins and made his heart skip a beat before it began to pound relentlessly within his chest. There were only two animals that he had ever heard make that sound. A dying rabbit, and an injured Felvarg pup. ‘Milani!’ His motion had come to a dead stop as he listened, desperately, for any sign that Milani was still alive. Though in his mind’s eye all he could see was Rose, his daughter, and icy fangs gripped his heart. He had to find her! He couldn’t lose her! Not again!
    By now the mists of The Vale had begun to close in, the magicks of the place taking advantage of Viktor’s panicked mind. He made to move again only when he heard a faint cry for help, propelling himself towards the source of the sound. Yet when he drew near Viktor found himself sliding to a halt at the lapping shores of Lake Skaro. “W-What?” A second sh
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Where The Shadows Dance - Part One
    “Milani.” Viktor called out, glancing back beneath his legs as a traveling merchant counted the coin they had exchanged. The pair had been traveling along the path that marked the way from Lake Lysa to Lake Skaro, on their way to Hearth, their final destination. They were nearing dangerous territory, and Viktor wanted to make sure he was well prepared to face whatever perils they might encounter. Currently they had paused at the southern end of the bridge crossing the dark waters. When Viktor received no response from the young pup he lifted his head, leaving the final strap on his new dagger cord hanging. “Milani?” He squinted in confusion, looking around to determine where she had gotten to when the traveling merchant spoke up.
    “If y’all don’t have any business there, then I would advise avoiding the Vale.” The merchant spoke with a nonchalant and almost disinterested air as he tucked the count
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Waking up feeling like waking up is pointless really sucks the energy out of you.
Man this piece is taking me forever. ;-; Though I am putting a lot more detail into this than I normally do.

So here's a wip.

Luau by JadeRavenwing
Let's see if I can actually be productive today.
I really need to stop asking questions about things because I always seem to cause a kafuffle when I do. ;-;

-crawls under a rock forever hide-
    Fire. Tavyn smelt it before he even realized what it was. At first he thought someone was having a campfire in one of the few cabins that dotted this area of Ulfrheim, but when the scent began to grow stronger Tavyn realized the situation might not be so benign. He paused along the side of the road he'd been following, lifting his nose to scent at the air. There was the smell of burning wood, which was not unusual on its own, but the thick scent of melting sap suggested there was more than just a few logs burning.
    Unfortunately, Tavyn was not familiar with the area, leaving him feeling uneasy about the prospect of investigating things any farther than a few paces off the path. The small satchel of goods across his back clinked as Tavyn shifted his weight. The smart thing to do would be to keep moving and inform the nearest town elders of his concerns... Tavyn glanced down the road before heaving a heavy sigh.
    Fires rarely occurred by random chance, especially when there had been no storm to spark one. It was more likely that some poor soul had left an ember unattended, or that a hearth had spat a spark just a little too far. By the time Tavyn to town to retrieve help it would likely be too late. If anyone got hurt...
    With a deep breath Tavyn stepped off the path and ventured into the woods. His paws carried him swiftly through the trees, noting as he got closer to the source of the fire-smell he seemed to cross over a threshold of panicked, chattering forest animals, and then all fell silent... At least until he began to pick up on the subtle flickering and crackling pops of fire.
    With concern furrowing his brows Tavyn increased his pace, the orange glow ahead only increasing his urgency. It wasn't long before the writhing beast came into sight. It lapped hungrily at the sky and Tavyn found himself frozen to the spot. He had never seen flames so large before. The friendly glow of hearthfire was nothing compared to the monstrosity before him. Tavyn could feel its heat even from across the clearing, and he could do nothing as it ate away at the timbers of an old cabin. The wood seemed to melt before his very eyes.
    They oung Felvarg likely would have stood frozen until the last ember of the house had burned away, but a frantic cry drew him from his stupor. "Sarin!" Tavyn's gaze darted from the flames to a pale figure hunched nearby. They too were watching the fire consume the cabin, but their tail was tucked and their face contorted in distress.
    "Momma!" A tiny voice called out from somewhere inside, sending Tavyn's heart racing when he realized what was happening. The pale Felvarg kept ducking at the flames, but the heat drove her back each time. Her child was trapped, and she was helpless to do anything but watch. Tavyn wasn't sure if he consciously decided on his next course of action, or if instinct compelled him, but before he had time to even comprehend his own actions Tavyn had driven himself past the distraught mother and directly into the heart of the inferno.
    Flames lapped at every surface around him, and Tavyn could feel its heat tearing at his flesh. The smoke from the fire clogged his nose, forcing him to sneeze repeatedly as he struggled to find air. What was he doing?
    The sound of cracking wood, followed by a terrified scream reminded Tavyn of his purpose, and with renewed determination the young male forced himself through the wall of flames that blocked path. Once on the other side Tavyn shook himself, dislodging the embers that smoldered at the tips of his fur. Already he could smell it burning.
    With a pounding heart the young male frantically scanned the room, straining to see anything through the thick haze of smoke that curled through the air. There was a strained coughing sound from the corner of the room, nearly drowned out by the roar of the inferno and the crackling of the burning wood.
    Tavyn quickly approached, his smoke-stung eyes widening in shock. A young pup, who couldn't even be a year old, was trapped behind a fallen timber. A large paneling of wood had fallen atop it, making it impossible for the pup to escape. They peered out of a small gap at Tavyn and whimpered, "I'm stuck!"
    Tavyn assessed the situation quickly, looking around the room for any sort of lever that might help him free the pup. There was an iron poker nearby, propped against the wall. Tavyn wasted no time in retrieving it. With a wheezed grunt the young male tol dthe pup to stand back and jammed the poker under the wood panel. Once he was sure it wouldn't slide away Tavyn pressed down on the lever with all his might.
    The wood creaked... but refused to budge.
    "Loki be damned, move!" Tavyn roared, rearing up onto his hind legs before smashing down onto the iron poker. Both the wood and the iron groaned, but just as the wood began to shift the metal snapped in two, weakened by the heat of the flames.
    Tavyn cursed as he crashed to the ground as the object supporting his weight was suddenly removed. He lay there for a moment, his mind reeling with the reality of what was happening, when a tiny paw suddenly reached out and touched him. "It's okay Mister... you tried... Go... Go save yourself... Tell..." Tavyn winced as the pup's voice broke and it started to cough. "Tell Momma I love her."
    Tavyn's eyes stung, though he wasn't sure if it was from the smoke or tears. He could hear the house groaning around him and he knew he didn't have much time. He slowly rose to his feet, staring down at the brave little pup, and suddenly felt a powerful desire to protect well up within his chest. "I'm going to get you out."
    With that promise Tavyn reared up, balancing for a moment before coming down on top of the paneling with a snarl. It didn't budge, but neither did Tavyn's determination. Again, and again, and again Tavyn came crashing down onto the wooden panel. Each impact tore through his shoulders like a hot iron, but also drove a network of cracks through the wood. He could hear the pup whimpering inside, but it sounds only fueld him. Finally, a section of the panel gave way. It left a gap just wide enough for Tavyn to work his head and forelegs through, and with a painted grunt Tavyn braced himself against the panel.
    "On the count of three I'm going to lift and you're going to run. Got it?" The pup whimpered and huddled against the back wall. "Got it kid!?" Finally the pup nodded, and after a moment to collect himself Tavyn started the countdown. "One... Two..." Tavyn braced himself. "Three!" With a snarl and a pained cry Tavyn forced his shoulders against the panel. At first nothing moved, "Freyja help me." and then the wood began to creak and groan. Ash rained from above, clawing at Tavyn's eyes and lungs like tiny needles. With a shout an agonized grunt Tavyn finally stood to his full height, giving the pup the chance it needed to escape.
    Tavyn's legs felt like they were going to snap at any moment, and so when he heard the pup call out, "I'm free!"  he immediately withdrew. The paneling came crashing back down, mere inches from Tavyn's skull.
    As he gasped for air Tavyn almost didn't feel the pup paw gently at his face, and he realized that he had collapsed. "Come on mister... get up! We-" The pup began to cough again. "Gotta go!" With a groan Tavyn struggled to his feet, his head reeling from lack of oxygen. "Yea... y-yea... I got you." Tavyn reached down and grabbed the pup by its scruff, unsteadily making his way back the way he had come. It didn't take him long to realize his original route was now blocked.
    With panic tugging at the edges of his mind the young male began to look for another way out. His eyes fell upon a window across the room, and without a moment of hesitation Tavyn launched himself at that window, ducking his head to protect the pup. The old glass shattered, tearing at the soft flesh of Tavyn's face and legs with wicked sharp edges. Tavyn yelped in pain, and when he hit the ground Tavyn tumbled, loosing his grip on the pup. They were out now though. They were free.
    As the world closed in on him, darkness creeping from all sides, Tavyn vaguely realized he heard voices. They sounded frantic and concerned, but oh so far away. What were they worried about? He was fine... fine... fine... His consciousness faded away, leaving him to drift in an endless sea of smoke and darkness.
Fire, Fire - Tavyn PoC (2/2)
I do enjoy writing, it helps calm the nerves when I can't seem to focus on anything else. ;-;

Tavyn has been a real joy to write, I only hope I've done him justice.

I linked to a bonus image in this one, and added one to the other PoC I did as well! Good luck! <3 <3

Lokiiish

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Name/Import Image: Tavyn 733
Prompt (The Beginning -or- Internal Instinct): Internal Instinct
Prompt #: #3
Additional Extras: sta.sh/01lr9avwoxt

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Tavyn
+11 [Wc] +2 [PoC]
Total: 13 EXP
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Hey guys! So I'm sure you've all seen a lot of art lately of my precious Felvargs, and I wanted to give a shoutout to the group! The community is amazing, and the work put into the game itself is tremendous! Kit/Kissing, the head admin, is a wonderful admin, and the rest of the staff and community have all been very friendly and helpful since I stumble-faceplanted in on day one. <3

If you like Direwolves, Vikings, and fun art communities with quests, goals, achievements, and even sim critter breeding, then I would definitely advise you to join the group! New members get a free Felvarg from their adoption center, and many members often give away free Felvargs to new members as well!

I'd love to see you there! <3

Come take a peek~

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LTGRAPHIX Featured By Owner Apr 11, 2017  Professional Digital Artist
thank you for the fav :D :D 
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JadeRavenwing Featured By Owner Apr 11, 2017  Student Digital Artist
Of course!
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Tani5 Featured By Owner Mar 15, 2017
Hi!
I was wondering where I can find your commission info?

Thanks!
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JadeRavenwing Featured By Owner Mar 17, 2017  Student Digital Artist
Hello!

You can find my commission information on this journal here (though it's due for a revamp, it's a little messy, so I apologize for that): fav.me/d8sbeyi

Currently they are closed until I can get through the ones I owe, but if you like I can add you to my list to ping when they reopen. :)
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Tani5 Featured By Owner Mar 18, 2017
Yes please! If you can ping me that would be wonderful :)
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Sniv-The-Unworthy Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2017  Hobbyist Digital Artist
You have such a nice gallery!
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JadeRavenwing Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2017  Student Digital Artist
Thank you. ;-; I really appreciate that, it means a lot. <3
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jedipat Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2017
Hey, may I give you a Dragon Tales request?
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JadeRavenwing Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2017  Student Digital Artist
Unfortunately I don't take art requests. I am open for commissions though. :)
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jedipat Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2017
Alright, then may I do a Dragon Tales RP with you?
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